Cider Press Hill

Ice

Don’t you love it when you walk out in the morning and find a half an inch of ice on your windshield and on the roads, and traffic is backed up for miles because no one remembers how to drive in this weather and a couple of someones have slammed on their brakes and crashed into each other tying up both lanes of traffic and you’re just stuck there waiting it out while the clock keeps ticking and there’s nothing you can do about it?

Posted on 12/07/04 at 07:54 AM
 




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